I'm Sad For...

The way I see it

I'm sad for our planet, I'm sad for careful thought,

I'm sad for all the people who will be the new have-

nots.

I'm sad for the free press becoming a thing of the 

past,

I'm sad for an education the used to be first class

I'm sad for the world who used to look to us

I'm sad for our freedoms, now they'll turn to dust

I'm sad to think of all the what-might-have-beens

I'm sad when I think of things that will never be again

I'm mad when I think of the sad pathetic clown

who sits in the White House, who is dumbing us down

I'm mad, yes, but also sad for him, because he'll 

never see

what a disaster he is, just sees his feeble fantasy

I'm sad for the photographs of only haunted 

wasteland,

where a hopeful shining city on a hill used to stand

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Your words solid and true.
"I'm sad for the photographs of only haunted
wasteland,
where a hopeful shining city on a hill used to stand"
I understand the above lines. I saw the dead cities. Break your heart what man can do. Thank you Michael for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Michael Stevens]

Thank you much, Coyote!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Michael.